Goose feathers flew down all over the sky, and a pure white Buddhist robe danced in the strong wind.
The monk held the golden bowl, clasped his hands flat on his chest, and his eyes were peaceful and peaceful. With the sound of the Buddha's name, the surrounding snow suddenly stopped, and the strong wind gradually disappeared, as if everything had become calm.
"Chubby!"
Ding Xiaoyi looked at the figure he had not seen for a long time, with indescribable joy in his eyes, and stepped forward to meet him.
But following the gaze cast by Pangpang, his steps suddenly stopped.
The clear eyes reveal a peace that transcends the world. Just a look in his eyes makes people feel relaxed all over, their souls are sublimated, and all the burdens on their bodies seem to be completely relieved at this moment.
But he could no longer find the familiar eyes and the friendly smile that made him feel friendly.
The Pangpang standing in front of him looked more like a passerby who was familiar but unfamiliar to him.
"Dad, he is no longer the third master."
Ding Peng walked up to him with a sad expression, pulled his sleeves and said: "He is now a Buddha, a Buddha. He has looked away from three thousand worries and has no worries anymore. He is no longer you."
The Ksitigarbha that I remember as your brother-in-law."
Ding Peng let out a long sigh in his heart. When the master changed his fate, it was equivalent to severing his connection with the underworld.
In recent years, he has been reluctant to go to Huangquan often for this reason.
It's not that he's heartless, it's that he doesn't want to lose his second master again.
In other words, he was thinking of ways to save the second master.
Not even his great master dared to say he understood the way of cause and effect, let alone him.
But if you can take the initiative to cut off the ties with the underworld, it is always better than having everything cut off by the cause and effect of the underworld.
Just like my three masters.
He made a great wish at that time, but due to the collapse of the underworld and the escape of ten thousand evil ghosts from the eighteen hells, he fulfilled his great wish in advance and became a Buddha.
But this was a trick, so he was expelled from the Deep Land and deprived of all his previous memories.
Rather than saying that this was the emperor's fault, it was better to say that this was also a certain destiny to repay him for taking shortcuts.
But is this related to the change in his fate? No one can say for sure.
In short, the person in front of him was destined to no longer be the third master he respected and loved in his heart from the moment he was expelled from the underworld.
When Ding Xiaoyi heard this, he couldn't help but look at him one more time. His eyes flickered, looking complicated and helpless.
"Ahhhh!!"
Compared to the two people's silent expressions, the blood-covered monster in the clouds let out a sharp roar.
The eight skeletons behind him were chanting strange scriptures.
It caused blood-red ripples to rise in the void, and these ripples turned into bright red scriptures in the void.
Covering the entire sky, the scriptures shrouded the clouds, and endless visions suddenly emerged.
Ding Xiaoyi and his son felt as if their heads were being roasted by a huge bloody sun, and their whole bodies were unbearably hot.
The two of them were like this, not to mention the other creatures on the snowfield. Under the bloody sun, what oozed from their bodies was not sweat, but blood beads.
But in the blink of an eye, it turned into a dried corpse.
Seeing this, Chubby pinched the flowers with his hands and flicked the golden bowl in his arms with his fingers.
"clang!!"
The golden bowl roared, and the earth shook in all directions.
Brilliant golden light covers the mountains and rivers of the earth.
I saw Pangpang's expression was neither happy nor worried, and thousands of scriptures extended from his feet to the surroundings.
Wherever the scripture passed, the snow disappeared without a trace, and the earth reappeared full of vitality.
In an instant, a green jungle was created to block them from the sun.
At this time, Pangpang took out a crystal clear seed from his sleeve and threw it on the ground.
This seed was the seed of the ancient Salo tree that he and Pangpang met at the ancient ruins. At that time, this seed was put away by Pangpang.
He never thought that it would come in handy here, and Ding Xiaoyi could not help but secretly praise it as a coincidence.
One seed gave birth to two leaf buds, but in an instant, two ancient trees rose from the ground.
The two ancient Sarao leaves were shining brightly, and each leaf shone with crystal Buddha light, diluting the blood in the sky.
At this time, I saw Fatty sitting cross-legged under the Salo tree, with his hands clasped together, and the seven-colored auspicious light behind his head turned into a halo. As he recited the sutra, the surroundings suddenly glowed.
Waves of chanting sounds came from all directions. They were the chanting sounds of countless ancient Buddhas, crossing the barriers of time and space to bless him with the Dharma.
Upon seeing this, the monster covered in blood opened its eyes wide and let out an angry roar.
Eight heads flew up and exploded in mid-air, blooming with terrifying brilliance, thousands of swords, boundless karma fire, beauties and delicacies, pagoda hell, poisonous insects and giant snakes, countless lights and shadows intertwined, seemingly real and illusory, surrounding Fatty like a tide.
, wanting to drown and devour him.
Suddenly the void shattered, forming a huge black hole that swallowed up all life around it.
Not to mention Ding Xiaoyi, even Ding Peng immediately hid as far away as possible when he saw this. The two of them didn't even dare to listen to the sound. As long as they listened to a word or two, they felt restless and restless, and the blood in their whole body was boiling.
You can only stay away from it.
"It seems like a familiar scene!"
When Ding Peng, who was hiding in the distance, saw this, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. When Sakyamuni became a Buddha under the Salo tree, the devil came to stop him on the sixth day.
Now when Pang Pang becomes enlightened, such a monster appears to hinder him.
Is everything really doomed long ago?
Just as Ding Peng was sighing in his heart, a ray of divine light emerged from the darkness like dawn, and he saw Pang Pang's solemn expression, and his whole body seemed to be shrouded in immeasurable light.
Pointing his finger at the ground, the earth suddenly cracked open, and a stone statue slowly rose from the earth.
Ding Xiaoyi took a closer look: "Hey, why is this guy here??"
After saying that, he glanced around and after careful identification, he was surprised to find that the location they were standing in was actually the underground palace where the old man who sought the saint was found.
No wonder the statue of the monk turned into clay sculpture is here.
In a daze, he suddenly remembered something.
After that monk killed the monsters in the underground palace, he walked up to him and said that he had completed his merits and asked Ksitigarbha Dharma King to come and help him achieve enlightenment.
At that time, I just thought that Pangpang was just trying to trick him into becoming a free tool person.
He never thought that after so many years, Pangpang would actually come to help him become a Buddha.
It's no wonder that he didn't recognize it for a while. After all, it happened a long time ago. As time went by, this place had long been abandoned. Over time, it was naturally covered by heavy snow and the original traces were lost.
I saw my fat fingers tapping lightly on the forehead of the clay sculpture. With a light touch of my fingers, a ray of golden light fell into the forehead of the clay sculpture.
"click"
Cracks spread across the entire body of the clay sculpture like a spider web. With an explosion of "Boom!", a brilliant Buddha's light shot up into the sky, and the monk was seen slowly opening his eyes, surrounded by golden dragons.
Those bright eyes looked at the fat man in front of him, and they seemed not surprised at all, as if they had expected this day.
He put his hands together and knelt down to worship. As for the illusions around him that were both true and false, he didn't care at all.
The fat palm of his hand gently touched the monk's head and said: "Amitabha, Dependent Origination and Dependent Destruction of all phenomena arise in the mind. Your merits and virtues are perfect. Today is the day when you become a Buddha. You understand emptiness and see and hear colorlessness. From now on, I call you the Dharma name: Ming Dao."
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"Disciple understands the way and pays homage to Lord Buddha."
Monk Mingdao raised his head, and saw a strange light flashing between his brows, a lynx seed floating on his forehead, and behind him was a Vajra with angry eyes, a golden dragon coiled around the Dharma, the dragon's eyes were round, exuding immeasurable divine power.
Ding Xiaoyi saw what was happening in the distance and was confused. He silently picked up his mobile phone and took pictures of everything in front of him and posted them in the group.
"Ahhh!"
Seeing that his illusion was ignored by Pangpang, and even enlightened a monk leisurely, the figure in the air screamed angrily.
He simply killed the two of them himself.
The monster's heart moved, and its body grew long in the wind, with infinite magic light blooming all over it. When he turned his hand and pressed it, he saw the magic smoke billowing together, turning into a black hole to swallow up the whole world.
"Bold demon, dare to act boldly in front of my Buddha, kill!"
Seeing this, Mingdao raised his sword eyebrows and stood up. An angry look appeared on his stern face and he shouted loudly, accompanied by the roar of the dragon that echoed through most of the snowfield.
Every hair on his body shimmered, and although his body was skinny, he was extremely powerful. He was covered with a layer of divine glory by the Buddha's light, making people want to worship him.
The dragon shadow emerged behind him, and turned into a nine-ring tin staff in the hands of the monk Mingdao. He jumped up and hit the monster figure. Suddenly, the glow of the sun was bright and the Buddha's light shot into the sky. The dragon tin staff in his hand buzzed with unparalleled power.
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At this moment, his momentum increased sharply, making Ding Xiaoyi seem to see the violent monk again who beat up the demons in the underground palace.
"The mighty Tianlong!!"
An unparalleled coercion swept over everything. There was a feeling that I was invincible and powerful, dominating the world.
Ding Xiaoyi clenched his fists and looked excitedly at the scene in front of him, and his heart couldn't help but feel excited.
"boom!"
The light and darkness in front of me were intertwined, as if the sky had been blown apart.
Although it was in the deserted District 13, the terrifying power fluctuations spread to the heaven and the earth, spreading throughout the nine heavens and ten lands.
The terrifying power made Wang Xiang and others in the distance feel frightened. Such power might even surpass ordinary gods.
The nuclear weapons they are proud of pale in comparison to such power.
"Hate it!"
The monster finally made a human voice and roared with difficulty.
His bloodshot eyes were full of madness and ferocity. With a wave of his hand, thousands of magic lights surged and turned into stars falling.
But they were all shattered under the tin staff of Monk Mingdao.
At this moment, Pangpang, who was sitting cross-legged under the Salo tree, finally took action.
He sighed silently, then pinched a little golden light between his fingers and wrote six ancient characters in front of him.
[Om Mani Padme Hum] The six-character light mantra, just like its name, shines brightly, exudes an unparalleled aura, and has boundless domineering power that fills the sky and the earth.
The spell flashed, and the next moment it appeared above the monster's head, turning into a mountain that covered the sky, and hit the monster hard.
The mountain peak is filled with infinite Buddha light, as if there are countless Buddhas sitting on it, chanting ancient sutras and suppressing evil spirits.
"boom!"
With a deafening roar, the entire earth began to tremble.
The violent earthquake could be felt even on islands as far away as overseas.
The same is true for the Nine Netherworld.
A strong shaking sensation came over, causing a burst of ghostly cries and howls in the city of Fusi.
In the city, in the old residence of the Empress, I saw a man who felt something in his heart and slowly opened his eyes.
The man was born with six arms, and was dressed in bright red clothes. He exuded an unexplainable evil spirit. He was the demon king of the sixth heaven, Bo Xun, who had hindered Sakyamuni's enlightenment.
At first he obstructed Sakyamuni, but was eventually suppressed in hell by Sakyamuni. Later, he was taken over by the emperor and was responsible for guarding the Paradise Fruit Tree in Youshan.
It was also because of Pang Pang's incident that he was dispatched by the emperor to the empress's old residence and imprisoned everyone in the household department here without being allowed to leave.
At this moment, there was a sinister smile in his eyes.
Although he knew that it was not Sakyamuni's true form, it was just a stray thought left in his mind at the moment of his death.
But even so, he was in a surprisingly good mood.
He was suppressed in hell. Although he never saw the light of day, he still had freedom of movement after all.
However, the stray thought of Sakyamuni will be forever suppressed at the foot of the mountain, and he will never be able to stand up again for eternity. When he thinks of this, Bo Xun's face is indescribably proud.
In Area 13, the Buddha's light was seen dissipating, and the bloody light in the sky disappeared without a trace.
The huge snowfield has now turned into an oasis.
A huge mountain stands tall on the snowfield, rising straight into the sky. The Buddha's light shines on it, like a pure land on earth.
Ding Xiaoyi was not surprised when he saw this. Even though Pangpang was not a god, he was still one of the top figures in the underworld.
To sum it up, after excluding the emperor and the empress, even if Pangpang is the second-in-command of Hades, under the bad old man, he can be regarded as one ghost below ten thousand ghosts. If he can't even deal with a small monster,
That's called seeing a ghost.
"Come on, let's go take a look!"
Ding Xiaoyi pulled Ding Peng towards Pangpang, although he knew that the Pangpang in front of him was no longer the Pangpang he knew, Ksitigarbha Dharma King and the second-in-command of Hades.
But no matter who he is, at least in his heart, he is still the little fat man in his heart. At this moment, he just doesn't recognize himself for the time being.
Since he doesn't recognize me, go and let him know you again.
The two of them walked straight towards Pang Pang who was sitting under the double Salo tree. Monk Mingdao saw this but did not interfere.
He even nodded slightly to Ding Xiaoyi. After all, they had met once before. Back then, he asked Ding Xiaoyi to send a message to Pangpang, and that was why he was enlightened to become a Buddha today. Well... at least that's what he thought.
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Seeing the two people approaching, Pangpang stood up with a smile on his face, clasped his hands, smiled at them and said: "Amitabha, I see that the two donors have a predestined relationship with the Buddha. I wonder if they are willing to become a Buddhist like me."
"Er!!!"
Ding Xiaoyi paused when he heard this. He actually came here to reminisce about the past and see if he could awaken Pangpang's memory, but he didn't want Pangpang, the bald man, to let himself escape into Buddhism as soon as he opened his mouth?
If you take a closer look, you will see that these guys are not looking at themselves at all. They are staring directly at their son. They obviously want to accept their son as a monk, as if they are casually mentioning it as a free gift.
Seeing this, the corner of his mouth twitched, and when he was about to refuse, Ding Peng stepped forward first, clasped his hands like a fat man and said: "I am ashamed, I am ashamed, the Buddha crossed the world and the sea of suffering, but my father regarded the sea of suffering as a sweet spring, I have three
Even though I have no Bodhi root and fruit, I have a predestined relationship with the Buddha, but standing here, my predestined relationship has ended."
As soon as Ding Peng said these words, Pangpang's eyes shone, but his face was still full of regret, and he had to refocus his eyes on Ding Xiaoyi.
After a closer look, the smile on Pangpang's face froze. After a moment, he smiled bitterly and said: "He is indeed a common man! Rotten wood cannot be carved... Amitabha!"